124 — “My good girl.”

“Give me your pretty little hands,” Julian orders with a pretentious smirk that brings butterflies to my stomach, and I simply obey, stretching out my hands.
His attentive eyes go to my fingers, and he leans down to kiss one by one until he reaches my ring finger. He stops there for a moment, staring intently, and I wish I had superpowers to read his mind right now.
“What are you thinking?” I ask, unable to bear my curiosity for long.
Julian raises an eyebrow, his beautiful green eyes on me, “Look at that, you’re a curious one.”
I grimace, my body relaxing, but I’m taken aback by Julian’s sudden touch on my wrist. I gasp, watching with confusion the way he brings my hands together with ease in his grip... “What do you-”
“Shhh.” Julian smiles and puts the belt around my wrists, making me understand his intention. When he buttons it and pulls it close to my skin to make the grip tight, I find my hands literally tied. “Just be quiet; it’s not time to scream yet.”
Julian holds the belt and pulls up, stretching my arms, making sure I’m really at his mercy, and he smiles when I try to move anything beyond my fingers. He curls the belt into his fist, looking at me wickedly, with his other hand sliding from my ankles to my knees.
My heart beats hard, and my skin shivers from his soft, light touch that now reaches behind my thighs. His fingers trailing dangerously down to my groin make me hold my breath and anticipation burn between my legs.
“You’re so perfect...” He whispers against the skin of my knee as his hands fit inside my thighs to spread them, making me finally let out a breath. “You drive me crazy, you know that?”
I bite my lip, watching how Julian fits his body between my legs, his hands keeping up the curves of my body, past the waistband of my shorts, his fingerprints now reaching my belly, followed by his lips that touch the side of my belly button.
Julian’s tongue flicks across my skin and makes me arch my back as his rough palm continues to slide, this time under my blouse, moving forward. His green eyes are locked on mine, kissing my belly and leaving a wet trail as he moves down to my groin again.
And when his fingertips reach my breasts, he gives a mischievous smile... “Were you expecting me without a bra, babe?”
“It’s more, huh... comfortable,” I say amidst a moan caused by the shiver that spreads through my body. Julian’s fingers reach my nipple, gently trapping it between them, pinching and rubbing with just the right amount of pressure.
“Are you sure this isn’t just a way of torturing me?” He asks against the skin of my thigh, his voice reverberating dangerously close to my throbbing entrance.
I give a playful smile, “Maybe a little... huh-”
I can’t finish speaking; Julian has pulled my shorts aside and placed his tongue exactly on my most sensitive spot... “No panties?”
My smile widens, but once again, I let out a loud, high-pitched moan, somewhat surprised — and that makes Julian laugh again, this time against my pussy.
He licks my clit, making me moan a little more quietly, goosebumps spreading all over my skin. I throw my head back, arching my back, trying to move my bound hands, but this causes him to pull sharply on his belt, stretching my arms beyond his strong shoulders.
Julian moves the flat tongue all over my pussy until he reaches my clit… then pushes the tip down until he finds my entrance.
I’m so wet that my arousal mixes with his saliva and runs down my thighs, as well as his chin, when he opens his mouth wide to taste me entirely.
In one quick movement, Julian pulls my shorts down past my hips, making me gasp. His agility in pulling the attire down my curled-up legs and ankles together shows how eager he is to see my naked body. And soon, the cloth is thrown to the floor, and he spreads my legs, his eyes locked on my entrance.
My heart races with the anticipation burning between my legs; my swollen, throbbing clit, and the intense need to be filled are making me lose my mind, but my hands are tied, and I can’t reach him.
Julian leans over me, his mouth returning to my intimacy. My skin was already tingling with anticipation... But when I finally feel his tongue all over me again, like savoring my taste, my whole body shudders under him. I try to seal my lips and stifle my moans, but he seems intent on hearing out all my pleasurable noises because his pointed tongue penetrates exactly where I want it most.
My hands start to tingle from the tightness of the belt, but I can’t be bothered because my whole mind is focused on the way he’s fucking me with his tongue. My trembling, parted lips let all the moans escape easily, pleasing Julian’s ears as he raised his intense green eyes to look at me.
He sucks in my wetness and swallows, making the vibration of his Adam’s apple send even more shivers down my spine. But then he goes back to thrusting his tongue as far as he can, digging his fingers into my thigh painfully, but it’s a light and inexplicably good pain that makes me wetter.
Julian moves his tongue back up to my clit and flicks it slowly, playing with it, using the tip of his tongue and circular movements to drive me crazy. He also sucks gradually, making my body shudder and shiver, threatening to explode in an intense pleasure that doesn’t come, only lurks and makes me roll my hips because it’s so good that tears wet my eyes.
Suddenly, as if Julian really wanted to make me lose my mind, he slid two fingers inside me… slowly… making my entrance widen and adjust to their thickness…
I bite my lip, gasp, and close my eyes, surrendering to the circular movements on my clit, the rubbing with the flat tongue deep inside, and how he sucks slowly and lets the saliva run down my crotch.
Finally, I feel my insides tightening, my muscles clenching around his fingers. I’m about to explode in an intense orgasm that makes my skin shiver...
But Julian slides his fingers out and sticks out his tongue, making an angry, disappointed grunt escape instead of the cry of pleasure stuck in my throat.
I look up sharply, meeting his eyes that are glittering with lust, a few shades darker than usual. “Why... Why did you stop?”
“I thought you liked being punished.” He says with enjoyment, giving me a wet kiss on the inside of my thigh. “How does it feel to have your orgasm stolen?”
“Don’t do it, Julian... Please...” I whimper, my entrance throbbing with desire, my muscles still so tense and expectant. “Please, let me come...”
“Hmm...” He mumbles with a cocky smile on his lips. “Do you want to cum that much, babe?”
“Yes... Yes, please...” My voice trembles and fail, and I swallow back a moan at feeling him rub my clit with his fingerprints — a touch so simple to feel like electricity running down my spine, but that made me arch my back and throw my head back... a touch that is unable to satisfy this intense desire that spreads like wildfire.
Julian slams his fingers three times into my clit, and the wet noise makes me bite my lip and swirl my hips, hoping that he’ll stroke harder, at the right pressure, with the movement that he knows drives me crazy... But he doesn’t. In fact, the tip of his finger slides along the outside of my pussy lips, threatening to touch where I want it to, but without really giving me what I need.
“Julian!” I shout his name in an impatient grunt, trying to move my hands because if he doesn’t plan on making me come, I’ll do it myself!
However, just as my fingers are about to touch my swollen clit, Julian abruptly pulls the belt up and makes me raise my arms. Once again, I let out a grunt and try to struggle, anxious, crazy for the orgasm that has been stolen from me.
I try to close my legs, but Julian pushes my knee away and advances on my body, stretching the belt beyond my head.
When my arms touch the mattress, Julian’s big, firm hand presses down on my wrists. He’s almost sitting on my body, his knees also resting on the bed, looking down at me. His eyes look even darker, and the lustful expression on his face makes me hold my breath and look at the perfect muscles of his abs, each of the eight packs, and beyond, the bones protruding from his pelvis, his pants unbuttoned, ready to be removed... and the big bulge that seems so tight under so much fabric...
I swallow hard.
I try to move my hand again, but Julian’s grip hasn’t softened one bit. I’m trapped under his body, dangerously close to his hip. And he seems to have thought the same because he moistens his lips and gives a soft smile.
“Do you want to come?” He asks in a husky voice, looking straight into my eyes. “Hmm? Why are you looking at me like that? Are you upset that you can’t come in my mouth?”
I try to move again, pushing a little harder, and Julian grips my wrists even tighter, pressing them against the mattress, bringing his knees up to my breasts, trapping me even further.
Looking up at him again, I notice that he’s enjoying himself, so much so that his smile has widened, and gosh, I can’t ignore that face. Why is he so handsome? I should be angry, but I only feel my entrance getting wetter.
“You said I could do whatever I wanted to you, didn’t you?” Julian’s other hand reaches for the button of his pants, finally unbuttoning it, making me take a short breath. But it’s his eyes that are making me thirsty and my mouth completely dry.
“So you want to torture me,” I say with a sigh, my entrance throbbing so much that I have to rub my thighs together to relieve some of the anguish...
“Torture you?” He laughs, then breaks our eye contact and looks down, once again drawing my eyes to the hand holding his erection, still hidden behind his black underwear. “No, my love... I want to push you to the limit and give you the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had in your life.”
I take a deep breath, annoyed that I can’t touch him, but at the same time excited to be at the mercy of his desires, his touches, and his ways of dominating me.
“I want you to hold back as much as possible. You’ll only come when I let you...” He releases my hand from the bed and straightens up, resting his body on his knees, letting his cock move towards me... close, so close that my mouth is now watering. “And if you obey like the good girl you are, I’ll fuck you good.”
“And if I don’t?” I ask, rubbing my thighs harder, already going crazy with arousal.
Julian finally pulls down his underwear, revealing his cock so hard that veins pop out, making me give a naughty sigh.
“No, babe... I know you will.” I raise my eyes, bringing my lips closer to what I want to taste most. “After all, you’re *my* good girl.”